Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Toots & The Maytals
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
John Denver
Songwriter
B. Danoff
Songwriter
Taffy Nivert
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Stephanie Bennett
Producer
Lyrics
Beautiful people
Specially dedicate this song
For everyone of you here
Al- Almost heaven
West ooh West Jamaica
Through, through these mountains
Shining down the river
Then all my friends
I know you all just looking
Looking at my handsome face
And wondering if I ever get older
Yeah I'm looking much younger
Younger than the mountains
And I just blow
I'm just blow-blow-blowin' like a breeze
I'm gonna sing you this song
It goes like this
Country roads, take me home
To the place I belong
West Jamaica, my ol' momma
Take me home, country roads
I heard her voice in the morning
She calls me saying
"Son you remind me of my home far away"
And drivin' down the road I feel a sickness
I should have been home yesterday, yesterday
All my memories, all gathered 'round her
My, my lady swingin' through the water
Dark and dusty painted on the sky
A misty taste of moonshine
Teardrops from my eyes
Country roads, take me home
To the place I belong
West Jamaica, my ol' momma
Take me home, country roads
Everybody can you clap your hands like this
Thank you, yeah
Oh, yeah, thank you
Country roads, take me home
To the place I belong
West Jamaica, my ol' momma
Take me home, country roads
Country roads, take me home
(To the place I belong) You know the song
Now everybody sing along
West Jamaica, yeah, my ol' momma
Take me home, country roads (Hey take me y'all)
Give me, give me some more
Come on give me (Gimme some more)
Give me, come on, give me, gimme some more (Gimme some more)
(Gimme some more) Give me, give me
Come on now, hey, oh yeah, come on (Gimme some more)
Somebody gimme some more, come on gimme (Gimme some more)
Gimme, gimme, gimme (Gimme some more)
Come on
Yeah
Written by: Bill Danoff, John Denver, Taffy Nivert
